| Song | Fodder On My Wings - Live (1987/Vine St. Bar & Grill) |
| Artist | Nina Simone |
| Album | Let It Be Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Simone | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They've forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they're brains. | |
| They had dust inside they're wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They've forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they're wings. | |
| They had dust inside they're brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They've forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they're brains. | |
| They had dust inside they're wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They've forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they're wings. | |
| They had dust inside they're brains. |
| zuo qu : Simone | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re brains. | |
| They had dust inside they' re wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re wings. | |
| They had dust inside they' re brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re brains. | |
| They had dust inside they' re wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re wings. | |
| They had dust inside they' re brains. |
| zuò qǔ : Simone | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re brains. | |
| They had dust inside they' re wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re wings. | |
| They had dust inside they' re brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. | |
| She had fodder in her wings. | |
| She had dust inside her brains. | |
| She flitted here and there | |
| United States, | |
| Switzerland, | |
| France, England, everywhere. | |
| With fodder in her wings. | |
| And dust inside her brains. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| Oh how sad. | |
| She watched the people, how they live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re brains. | |
| They had dust inside they' re wings. | |
| She watched them how they tried to live. | |
| They' ve forgotten how to give. | |
| They had fodder in they' re wings. | |
| They had dust inside they' re brains. |